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Darius opened the office door and threw his blazer aside, rolled up his sleeves and sat behind the desk. His long hair hung loose on both sides, framing his sculpted face. The restrained air disappeared from his body as if it necer existed. As soon as he sat down, the office door was knocked and in came Kit. His rapid footsteps tapped on the floor and he huffed his way towards Darius. "What's with that look on your face?" Darius asked. "Alpha, we found him -" Kit gulped the dryness in his throat, "- but we have a problem." "Cruger?!" Darius reacted with surprise, "What problem?" Kit took another deep breath to calm down from the surprise he himself was dealing with before putting a file on Darius' desk. Darius didn't spare a minute in opening the file. It took him no more the